Tonight I can write the saddest lines

can write the saddest lines.

I can write of all my sad and insecure thoughts and feelings, but tonight is not for them all.

Tonight is only for a few, but not all.

The one I want and love does not wish to love me like I love him.

He loves another I'm sure of that.

When we are together it breaks me down, to know he does not love me, to know that all we ever will be is nothing more than good friend's.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

How my love does not love me back, the way I wish him to.

I feel like the cold icy rain, weeping, crying.

How the rain feels beating down on your roof, that's me.

But I stand there in the cold rain waiting for my knight in shining armor to come save me from my own sadness.

To take me out of the rain I used to love, and make me feel warmth once again, because this rain now has me cold.

Not warm or blissfully tired and peaceful. Not as it used to.

I'm waiting for him to come save me and make me feel loved.

But I know the one I love does not love me, but maybe he does.

But I can't stop feeling that if he did or if he does, his love wouldn't be real.

That he would just think loving me would just be the nice thing to do for me.

Tonight I write the saddest lines.

But I'm just waiting for my knight in shining armour to arrive.